6:30 ; Dont Bother Me.

6:30 ; “don’t bother me.”

Meliodas x f!goddess!reader

wc: 312

You were flying around, enjoying the weather that was getting warmer as the weeks passed. You hadn’t met Meliodas ever since the last time when he had agreed to talk to you. Even if it was still early, you decided to head towards the same cliff you had met the previous times. As you hoped, here he was, laying down with his hands behind his head, relaxing. He didn’t seem like the same Meliodas you met the first time. There was no trace of anger, hatred or disgust on his face, only peace. Somehow you felt as though that didn’t happen so much, so you were about to fly away before he stopped you.

“You truly think I can’t tell you’ve been watching me ?” You stopped, smiled and turned around to land your feet on the ground.

“Hey.” He nodded his head at you. “Can I sit here ?”

“As long as you don’t bother me, I don’t care what you do.” Even though his answer was harsh, he let you sit next to him. You tucked your knees under your chin and started a conversation.

“Do you come here a lot ?”

“I guess I do. I get to relax here, not a lot of noise.”

“Really ? I don’t really have a place to relax, that’s why I like to fly around a lot.”

“Flying isn’t so great, there are too many things up there you can’t even do it without being bothered.” His answer to your explanation seemed like it suited him a lot. So, you teased him, laughing at his grumpy face.

“You really don’t like people do you ?”

“I like my alone time.” This sentence didn’t feel like he meant for you to go, it felt friendly, like he included you in his “alone time”. He stared at you, and you looked down, buried your chin in your arms that were resting on your knees, and sighed.

“I do too.”

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9:15 ; “you should meet her.”

Meliodas x f!goddess!reader

wc: 413

“So you’re the oldest out of how many kids ? “You were imitating the way Meliodas was always laying on the ground with your arms crossed under your head. When he first took notice of the way you were relaxing, he pretended not to care, but now it made him smile.

"There’s two of us, but I don’t think we can call ourselves kids.”

“Well, for other races we’re really old, but hey, we’re still pretty young.” You nudged him with your shoulder, smile teasing him. However, he hit you back with his own shoulder and a smile mimicking your own, stopping your movements.

“I’m older than you though ?”

Your laughter stopped after he finished his sentence. “What ?!”

“Yeah, I was born around the same time as the second fairy king.” He showed the number two with his index and middle finger, unknowingly forming a peace sign.

“You’re the same age as Dahlia ?” Your head lowered, and you thought about it for a moment, not realizing you were talking out loud. “That means you’re the same age as Ellie…”

“What’re you mumbling for ?”

“Nothing, I just thought you and me would be closer in age, but you’re closer to my sister’s age.”

“Really ? Elizabeth is her full name, no ?”

“Yeah, Ellie… she’s really nice you know, you’d be good friends.”

“I heard you were the nicest out of the both of you, so maybe she would hate me ?”

“You heard I was nice ?” You slapped his chest and hit your bottom lip to hide your smile.

“I heard you killed people in one hit that way they didn’t suffer.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

You shook your head before defending yourself. “Well sometimes I don’t have a choice. I can’t just let people come at me and let them kill me.” He nodded at you, agreeing. “But… I’m serious. You could meet Ellie someday. It’d be so fun, hanging out, the three of us, and you could invite your brother !”

“Should I ?”

“Yeah ! Imagine this…” You started showing at the grassy ground in front of you. “We’d have fruits and plenty of different veggies as well. And you guys can bring stuff they cook in the demon realm.”

“I’ll tell Zeldris to get everything ready then.”

You smiled at what you assumed to be his brother’s name, and fell back onto the ground happily, and imagining your day with the people you loved the most.

We all have our issues | Prologue

idol!jungkook x chubby!student!reader

Summary : She asked me if she was pretty.

Well, it’s clear that the girl’s a fraud.

There's really no way of winning

If in their eyes you'll always be a dumb blonde

Words : 900

Warnings : mommy issues, daddy issues, age gap (Jk is 25 while reader is 20), crying, talk about anxiety, depression, abuse, mentions of panic attacks, school induced stress, fear of dogs (?), insecurities, body shaming.

You grab the cherry and coke flavored candies on the shelf and throw them into the red basket you’re holding with your arm. You then readjust your glasses and head towards the ramen aisle, you take a box of your favorite ramen along with a box of two soft boiled eggs. You ponder for a few moments before deciding to get a spicy salmon gimbap. When checking out the seaweed snacks, you notice a tall man dressed in black sweatpants and a large Nike shirt hesitating between two flavors.

He’s humming a soft tune which sound familiar, but your tiredness doesn’t allow you to remember exactly what it is. You sigh and go pay before setting down your stuff at the counter while you go heat up the ramen. The ringing from the microwave stops you up from almost falling asleep standing up, and you carefully take out your bowl to bring it to the counter. Slowly, you take out your laptop as well as your notebook from your bag to work on your philosophy paper. About ten minutes in your essay, you see from the corner of your eyes a black bag hesitantly being set down.

“Do you mind if I sit here ?” The man from earlier asks. He stares at you and the notes you have before grabbing his bag and taking a few steps back. “If you’re working, I can go somewhere else.” He points at the other seats available, but you shake your head no and gesture for him to sit. You wipe your teary eyes and turn away from him so he couldn’t see the state you were in.

However, that doesn’t look like it worked, because he seems to have noticed, because he hesitantly puts his hand on your shoulder. “I don’t mean to be rude, but, are you okay ?”

You blink at him and look around nervously before answering. “Yeah.”

You wished you could’ve said more, but it felt like you had already said too much. You now fully turn away, so he couldn’t ask you anymore questions, and take a bite of your noodles. The ramen burn your tongue and you blame your upcoming tears on the spice, this time you don’t stop them, and let them fall freely on your lap. You attempt to muffle your cries by shoving more food into your mouth, but to no avail.

Truth is, you were having a pretty good day, one of your classes got cancelled so you got to hang out with some friends, you had lunch together and laughed. And then your mother surprised you. You get along well with her, but sometimes she can be a lot. She had been at your apartment o when you’d came home and it was fun, until she said stuff that bothered you. When you told her you had a great time with friends, she criticized them, and said you should be focused on studies, when you told her you got an amazing grade on an English paper, she asked how much everyone else had.

In the end, you answered that it didn’t matter, because you were proud of your grade, she got mad at you and called you rude, amongst other names. After her whole outburst, she had suddenly decided to be friendly and offered to cook you something so you could relax and watch your favorite show together. For the first time you tried to stand up to her, and you told her you didn’t feel like hanging out today, but she only just laughed at your face, until she realized you were serious. Then, she got even angrier and left, slamming the door like an antsy teenager behind her. You didn’t even bother cleaning up everything she took out and just grabbed your bag before heading to the convenience store. You saw the man next to you steal glances at you every few minutes, and you started to feel bad because he was just being nice and you had ignored him. When you saw him hesitate to ask you if you were okay once more, you turned to face him.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’m just… not really having a great day. But I’m fine, don’t worry.” You wiped your under eyes with the back of your hand.

“Sir ?” He giggled, and you quite frankly thought it was the cutest thing you had ever heard. “I’m sorry you had a bad day. That really sucks. D-Do you want to talk about it ?” He saw your eyes start to wander around so he assumed he was being too intrusive and turned back to his own food. “You don’t have to. I’m sorry.”

“No I’m sorry. You’re being really nice, and I’m just being lame. Even if I wanted to talk about it, I don’t really know what I would tell you, to be honest.”

“How about we just eat ? And if by the end of your meal, you want to talk, I’ll be here.” He offered you, smiling kindly.

“Okay, that’d be nice. Thank you…” You trailed off, waiting for him to introduce himself.

“Jungkook.” He saw the way your face dropped and looked around to see if anything had bothered you or made you sad, but then he heard you whisper to him.

“I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable, but I really like your music.”

“Oh, well thank you…”

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